Kathleen Kavanagh
I am so sorry for the lateness of this memory. My earliest memory of Jane was when the family lived next door to us on Stanford Dr. in Berea. Her daughter Jenny and I were best friends from the ages of 4-6 there. We were always outside playing on the sidewalks, or in our yards in the sprinklers during the summer, and building snowmen and having snowball fights with Rick(y) and my older brother. Mrs. Dunn always made sure to warm us up with hot chocolate or juice and popcorn in summer. She was so kind all of the time and put up with our mischievous behavior and non stop giggling. Once the family moved to Strongsville, our parents knew how devastated we were, so they made sure we took turns with sleepovers for the next couple of years. Jane and Dr. Dunn treated me like their own, even down to the cruel behavior of making me eat at least part of my salad before I could eat anything else. 😱🤣.I’ve gone on too long, but speaking of mischievous behavior. I recall the time that in the Strongsville home, we managed to throw Jenny’s beloved blue blanket out of her bedroom window onto a roof landing. We were terrified of our punishment, but told Mrs. Dunn, who ended up telling Dr. Dunn. He was not happy at all, but got out the ladder and retrieved the security item from the roof for his beloved youngest daughter. I don’t recall our punishment, but it was less than the death we feared.I apologize for this journal’s length, but Jane Dunn just brings about such warm and fond memories for me.
Additionally, Jane and my mom Eva became good friends through the years. My practically perfect mom passed away in 2017. Hopefully they are laughing together at the shenanigans their combined 7 children provided them. They both were able to meet the loves of their lives Dick and Frank when they left this earth. Thank you for everything Mrs. Dunn. You were kind, patient, and loving at every turn. Much love to Rick, Kathy, and Jennifer.
